Now We Are All Fallen, Youth From

I Perceive Affection Makes A Fool Of Any Man Too Much The Father.

To Speak And To Speak Well Are Two Things. A Fool May Talk, But A Wise Man Speaks.

Ambition, Like A Torrent, Ne'er Looks Back; And Is A Swelling, And The Last Affection A High Mind Can Put Off; Being Both A Rebel Unto The Soul And Reason, And Enforceth All Laws, All Conscience, Treads Upon Religion, And Offereth Violence To Nature's Self.

Neither Do Thou Lust After That Tawny Weed Tobacco.

Where It Concerns Himself, Who's Angry At A Slander, Makes It True.